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Written by T. Arms
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Thursday, 18 October 2007 16:11 |
The phone rings
A fimiliar voice there
Hello I love you see you soon I hear
Silence
The sound of tires screaching
The sound of glass breaking
The sudden stop
Silence
The phone rings
A fimiliar voice there
Hello did you hear
Silence
The sudden shock
The blood curdling screams
The disbelief
The pain
Silence
A single red rose
A gapeing hole
A few nice words
Silence
Time will heal they say
Hope your doing ok
Anytime you need us we are here
Silence
About the author: I am 30 years old from Tennessee. My boyfriend was killed in a car accident this is just my feelings.
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Written by Jennifer Bentley
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Saturday, 06 October 2007 11:40 |
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Today's the day.
I never thought it would come.
I try to take a deep breath,
But my whole body is numb.
I put on a smile
So you can't see my fears,
Of what's building inside
As I choke back the tears.
After everything that's happened,
I know you must leave.
Soon you'll be home again,
This is something I have to believe.
Your cause is noble,
You have so much pride.
To fight for your country,
And all those who've died.
I am so proud of you.
I love you with all of my heart.
It just hurts deep inside
Knowing how long we'll be apart.
I hope you're not scared,
Be sure to stay on track.
I pray for God to keep you safe,
And I'll be waiting here when you get back.
It's time for our goodbyes,
I'm not sure what to say.
I squeeze your hand so tight,
Then watch as you walk away.
I thought this would be easy.
But now I know it's not.
Because as I see you leave,
I realize, this was harder than I thought.
But I will hold my head up strong
I will do this all for you.
Because you're my husband,
And our country's hero, too.
Copyright © 2002 Jennifer Bentley. All rights reserved.
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Written by Jennifer Bentley
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Saturday, 06 October 2007 11:39 |
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On that day,
our nightmares
came true.
As we held our breath and listened,
we watched as the world stopped and time stood still.
On that day,
we lost loved ones
and clung to our families.
Our faith was questioned.
Some passed while
others failed.
On that day,
we gained heroes
and amongst the smoke,
we came together.
We opened our eyes
and saw the best
in ourselves.
We have only
grown stronger.
We have dried our tears and lived
our lives.
But we will never
forget that
devastating day.
Copyright © 2002 Jennifer Bentley. All rights reserved.
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Written by Jennifer Bentley
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Sunday, 30 September 2007 15:03 |
I was with you that morning as you kissed your families goodbye.
I was with you while you drove to work and analyzed the layout of your day.
I was with you while you boarded the plane, unknowing of what the hour would bring.
I was there when the worst was revealed.
I watched your reactions as the confusion became clear.
I stood by your side when you felt alone.
I held you close as you panicked and cried.
I heard your prayers and I listened to your hearts.
Some spoke out while others still denied me.
I never left you.
I was there among the fire and the smoke.
I was there when you could not see me.
I reached out my hand as you took your last breath.
I lifted you to safety and took away your fear and pain.
I was there that morning.
I never left you.
Copyright © 2002 Jennifer Bentley. All rights reserved.
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It seems like only yesterday |
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Written by Jan Andersen
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Saturday, 22 September 2007 09:50 |
It seems like only yesterday
I rocked you on my knee,
With dreams about the future and
What you were going to be.
You were so bright and happy
Such a precious little boy,
You gave your love to everyone
And filled our hearts with joy.
Strangers would admire you
And stop to say hello,
"He'll break a lot of hearts," they said,
"In twenty years or so."
But less than twenty years from then,
What they said came true,
As we were forced against our will
To say goodbye to you.
A life so short and unfulfilled,
With so much left to go,
"Why, oh why?" we ask ourselves,
When we all loved you so.
Life shows us many options,
But whichever path we take
The destination's still the same
Whatever choice we make.
So many questions flood our minds,
"What if, and Why and How?"
If we had done things differently,
Would you still be with us now?
I don't know what the lesson was
That you were sent here to learn,
But now your purpose is fulfilled
It's time for you to return.
When I hear the phone ring
I expect to hear you say,
"Alright Mum? What're you doing,
Can I come 'round today?
But you don't need to ask now,
You're with us every day,
Within our hearts, our minds, our souls,
Your memory will stay.
No fear, no pain or sorrow,
Can touch you anymore
But the love you've left behind,
Will live with us forever more.
Copyright © 2002 Jan Andersen. All righs reserved.
About the Author: Jan Andersen is a British freelance writer and mother of four children, including one angel. Jan also owns and runs Mothers Over 40, an inspirational and encouraging website for older parents.
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